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Freedom and Clarity

Have you ever had a moment where a single picture, song, smell, place or taste gives you a distinct memory or feeling?

Most of the time they trigger memories of our childhood or a place we visited but yesterday I had this moment where I felt clarity.

While I was scrolling through Instagram, I came across a photo posted by one of my used to be best friends. In the split second that I read the caption and glossed the photo, my feelings and directions felt very clear. In that moment, I felt free.

Free to feel whatever I might. Free to love who I am. Free to be confident in who I am becoming. Free to not know what this transition in my life will look like. I was no longer afraid of what other people thought or who I would appear to be. I knew that I loved Jesus and that was all that mattered.

I am not saying that I have it all figured out. Far from it but I know that God does. I'm not afraid of it. I have so much excitement to dive into my relationship with the Lord. That is exciting and comforting because at the end of the day we don't have to know everything. We don't have to see 12 steps ahead and have a plan for A through Z if something falls apart. God already has.

Ya'll, I don't know where you are in your life but I know that we all have things holding us down. Maybe it's money, addiction, loss, grief or unknown but it is there. I do know that at this point we have to give it to God. Believe me I know that isn't easy but it will lift the weight off of your shoulders.

What moment can give you freedom?

xoxo,
Em

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